Chapter 9
“Don’t you have to go to work today?” Lotte asked while Irmhild delivered several letters for her mother.
“Yes, but only half the day. I’m not due at the town hall until afternoon. I wouldn’t want to draw undue attention to myself.”
“Good. Where do you think Uwe could be?” They had returned to Irmhild’s house and fetched their bicycles.
“Let’s start at his place,” Irmhild suggested.
“You know where he lives?”
“Sure I do. Follow me.” Irmhild laughed. “Growing up here I know everyone and everything. It’s not that big of a place.”
Uwe wasn’t at home, but his mother directed them to the patch of forest he was currently working in.
Lotte pedaled away, over rough and smooth until they reached the heavy copse of trees. She paused at the edge and waited for a breathless Irmhild t
